Nightblindness.
A million to one outsiders
Nightblindness
Can't seeYour bright eyes are what
The time is
Twenty five past eternityHere listening
To the sirens
Coming closer
Now further awayWhat we gonna do
When the money runs out
I wish that there was something left to say
How we going to find the eyes to see
A brighter dayI'm sick of all the same old answers
Lost chances
Cold stonesPropping mountains up
On matchsticks
Dragging baskets
Full of bonesAnd honey please don't stop
Your talking
'Cause there's a feeling
Won't leave me aloneWhat we gonna do
When the money runs out
I wish that there was something I could say
How we going to find the eyes to see
A brighter day?What we gonna do
When the money runs out
I wish that there was something left to say
How we going to find the eyes to see
A brighter day?A brighter day
A brighter day.